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The Good StudentRob Diaz-Marino
The good student
totes his backpack around,
and as the teachers give
the bag becomes heavier.
"No, I don't have time for Art,
or Band, or Drama, or anything
like that. I have to do my
academics. I have to do as
many as I can."
And so, the textbooks are loaded in
nothing as light as a paint brush, or small prop,
but the good student doesn't mind
he can bear the weight.
He appears unaffected by the mass...
But then, when the student
decides to break from his straight posture,
leans back in laughter, or stretching,
the bag yanks him down,
and snaps him in two.
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